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STATUS: The holidays are always so hard for me, I am sorry for such slow replies but I promise I haven't forgotten! 11 mos ago
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The holidays are always so hard for me, I am sorry for such slow replies but I promise I haven't forgotten!
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Happy halloween
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Feeling sad, is it new profile pic time?
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"it is not a sin to fight for the right cause. There are those who words alone will not reach." -Android 16
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False Prophet I hope things get better for you. Take it one day at a time and try to find solace in the simple things in life.
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Just a small, fragile birdboy with a huge beak. I used to be Manapool, but we don't talk about those days. I have been here a while if you couldn't tell.
In all honesty, I am 23 and in a committed relationship outside of roleplay. I work as a cook who works nights. I'm a big fan of seeing people's food they make and learning about new foods if you ever want to share. I enjoy tabletop games, card games, and video games as well as reading comics in my spare time. Your typical nerd, you might even find me at conventions!
Most of the time I stick to Superhero groups and Play by post D&D here. I have admittedly begun taking far fewer rps. I prefer Fantasy and Superheroes as a genre but can find myself interested in Sci-fi settings too! My main fandoms are Fallout, Marvel, and Souleater but I have a lot of niche interests like Hylics, Neopets, and Monster High. If you have a strange fandom you want to rp? I am the kind to at least take a look at the source material!
These days I am closer to a low to mid Casual roleplayer. I want at least a paragraph from replies and don't mind dipping lower than casual if it fits the flow better. I am capable of writing decent long posts but expect me to take eons to reply. I also must warn you that I tend to lose a lot of steam in the winter months.
In all honesty, I am 23 and in a committed relationship outside of roleplay. I work as a cook who works nights. I'm a big fan of seeing people's food they make and learning about new foods if you ever want to share. I enjoy tabletop games, card games, and video games as well as reading comics in my spare time. Your typical nerd, you might even find me at conventions!
Most of the time I stick to Superhero groups and Play by post D&D here. I have admittedly begun taking far fewer rps. I prefer Fantasy and Superheroes as a genre but can find myself interested in Sci-fi settings too! My main fandoms are Fallout, Marvel, and Souleater but I have a lot of niche interests like Hylics, Neopets, and Monster High. If you have a strange fandom you want to rp? I am the kind to at least take a look at the source material!
These days I am closer to a low to mid Casual roleplayer. I want at least a paragraph from replies and don't mind dipping lower than casual if it fits the flow better. I am capable of writing decent long posts but expect me to take eons to reply. I also must warn you that I tend to lose a lot of steam in the winter months.
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Dullin
Dullin nodded in agreement, merrily hurrying off into the Seance. She nearly crashed into Domic as she rushed to the scene. Entering the room she took a deep whiff of the smell in the room, she was pleasantly, surprised to see the rest of her group in there. Zagren entered shortly after as well, and Dullin worriedly eyed the fox-eared girl in the room.
Once given her Candle she tried her best to look more stoic, but the the joy was radiating off of her. Impatiently she rocked back and forth, waiting for Rinaldo to begin.
I would also like to post. Dullin is dying to get in on that seance
Slight update
@Euphoria If you can't get anyone soon I can make another character. Probably someone very generic though
Chie took to the stairs like a wild animal, jumping from rail to rail rather than run the spiraling stairs. She did her best not to look down as she began to make great time, but by floor thirty-five she couldn't help it. It nearly made her fall to see how high up she was. She had climbed buildings, clung to gutters and drainpipes, but this height was something new. She nearly lost her grip with how clammy her hands had become, but her other hand snapped around and latched to the rail in the nick of time. With her heart racing for more than one reason, she climbed over the rail and decided for now running would do the job.
A couple of flights of stairs and Chie was already starting to regret things. Her heart was pounding so loud she could hear each pulse of her veins. She let out a groan of frustration as she realized how sweaty she would be. It was far from the way she wanted to introduce herself, but she wasn't about to give up now. She would rather die than give Niel another thing to tease her about, not today!
Two dozen more flights and Chie's resolve was begining to break. She was already gasping for air, her lungs where burning as they heaved her chest up in down in a vain attempt to bring enough oxygen. She was practically crawling up the stairs, propping herself up against the rails. Niel had easily outpaced her by now, and she was cursing her own Naivety. She was only a little over halfway there.
"God...damnit..." She huffed out in spite.
"I'm such a dumbass" She relented in frustration. Why was she still going? The elevator was still working, yet she refused. She had chosen to take the stairs and so up the next flight of stairs she went.
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“I HATE YOU. YOU STUPID ELEVATOR. I WASN’T READY TO GO IN YET. I WAS HOPING SOMEONE WOULD CHANGE THEIR FUCKING MIND AND SEND ME FUCKING HOME. BUT YOU. YOU RUINED IT. YOU ELECTRONIC KIDNAPPING PIECE OF FUCKING TECHNOLOGY. I HOPE THAT YOUR WIRES SPIT OUT OF YOUR MECHANICAL GUTS!”
Chie could hear the yelling from behind the door to the stairwell. That unforgettable voice made her hesitate before she opened the door. Niel was awkward, sure, but she physically recoiled in tangible pain as she listened to him already making a fool of himself. Well, she wasn't exactly going to do much better. The bright pink shirt she had worn now clung to her from all the sweat pouring off of her. She was gasping for air, her mouth so dry she wasn't sure she'd be able to give an intro. Her throat hurt like she had swallowed glass, and her legs wobbled underneath her weakly as she was moments away from letting them give out.
"Can't let him be the only idiot out there" she said to herself with a sigh before swinging the door open to reveal her own haggard self.
"Shuriken!" She managed to rasp out before coughing from the lump in throat. It took her awkwardly long to get her composure back.
"Reporting for duty!" She continued, giving a salute to Stark even as she doubled over herself.
Tony Stark hardly seemed impressed, but her slid down the pair of sunglasses he was wearing so the group could see his piercing blue eyes. His face told everything he was intending. Disappointment. His glare first turned to Chie.
"Kid, did you just go up ninety-three flights of stairs?" He asked in an exasperated gasp. Chie, through nausea and fatigue could only nod at the man. Her face was bright red at this point: both from embarrassment and her lethargy.
Tony didn't seem done with her, but his stare down was enough for now. He turned to the newest addition and back to her before pinching his nose in frustration.
"Ok" He finally said in defeat.
"Go ahead a get Miss triathlon a bottle of water, a coffee for Miss Lance, did I miss anything?" He snarled in a passive-aggressive display of his waning patience.
A couple of flights of stairs and Chie was already starting to regret things. Her heart was pounding so loud she could hear each pulse of her veins. She let out a groan of frustration as she realized how sweaty she would be. It was far from the way she wanted to introduce herself, but she wasn't about to give up now. She would rather die than give Niel another thing to tease her about, not today!
Two dozen more flights and Chie's resolve was begining to break. She was already gasping for air, her lungs where burning as they heaved her chest up in down in a vain attempt to bring enough oxygen. She was practically crawling up the stairs, propping herself up against the rails. Niel had easily outpaced her by now, and she was cursing her own Naivety. She was only a little over halfway there.
"God...damnit..." She huffed out in spite.
"I'm such a dumbass" She relented in frustration. Why was she still going? The elevator was still working, yet she refused. She had chosen to take the stairs and so up the next flight of stairs she went.
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“I HATE YOU. YOU STUPID ELEVATOR. I WASN’T READY TO GO IN YET. I WAS HOPING SOMEONE WOULD CHANGE THEIR FUCKING MIND AND SEND ME FUCKING HOME. BUT YOU. YOU RUINED IT. YOU ELECTRONIC KIDNAPPING PIECE OF FUCKING TECHNOLOGY. I HOPE THAT YOUR WIRES SPIT OUT OF YOUR MECHANICAL GUTS!”
Chie could hear the yelling from behind the door to the stairwell. That unforgettable voice made her hesitate before she opened the door. Niel was awkward, sure, but she physically recoiled in tangible pain as she listened to him already making a fool of himself. Well, she wasn't exactly going to do much better. The bright pink shirt she had worn now clung to her from all the sweat pouring off of her. She was gasping for air, her mouth so dry she wasn't sure she'd be able to give an intro. Her throat hurt like she had swallowed glass, and her legs wobbled underneath her weakly as she was moments away from letting them give out.
"Can't let him be the only idiot out there" she said to herself with a sigh before swinging the door open to reveal her own haggard self.
"Shuriken!" She managed to rasp out before coughing from the lump in throat. It took her awkwardly long to get her composure back.
"Reporting for duty!" She continued, giving a salute to Stark even as she doubled over herself.
Tony Stark hardly seemed impressed, but her slid down the pair of sunglasses he was wearing so the group could see his piercing blue eyes. His face told everything he was intending. Disappointment. His glare first turned to Chie.
"Kid, did you just go up ninety-three flights of stairs?" He asked in an exasperated gasp. Chie, through nausea and fatigue could only nod at the man. Her face was bright red at this point: both from embarrassment and her lethargy.
Tony didn't seem done with her, but his stare down was enough for now. He turned to the newest addition and back to her before pinching his nose in frustration.
"Ok" He finally said in defeat.
"Go ahead a get Miss triathlon a bottle of water, a coffee for Miss Lance, did I miss anything?" He snarled in a passive-aggressive display of his waning patience.
Dullin
Dullin couldn't help smile deeply at his words, glad she had managed to make some sort of connection with her companion. She held back her excitement as best as she could, but her face told it all. Always happy to help she nodded at his words.
"Every step of the way. Under one condition of course: make sure I don't die. Can't help when I'm dead"
Practically leaping up from her seat she turned her attention to the room where the seance would be occurring.
"Not too late to join the others" she stated eagerly in Draconic.
huehuehue, if that is what you are inclined to believe. I will say, there is a very short, abridged history for her on her character sheet if you want to know.
Edit: hold up a minute. You assume I'd make my character a prostitute? With necromancers no less?
Edit: hold up a minute. You assume I'd make my character a prostitute? With necromancers no less?
@Dark Cloud Bold of you to assume she went to college XD
Dullin
While his question may have been rhetorical, the truth was that Dullin understood more than he may know. In teaching herself magic she had read many books by dragonborn wizards. Their zeal for the craft was a major inspiration for her, and she had grown to understand their disposition. They try until you succeed, never give up, and never waver in your interest. Listening to the big draconic man before her speak so gloomily about his situation, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for acting so harsh to him before. He was a fighter, it was likely all he knew. So when he snarled out a comment about her lacking honor, she bit her tongue.
"We do things differently here, and it will take getting use to but I am sure you'll figure it out" She said with a sigh, though she gave him a reassuring smile to express what little kindness she had to offer to this barbatic brute. Her words returned to common, it was easier for her and the dragonborn understood her words, even if he might not be able to repeat them.
"but a word of advice: not every warrior wants to be one. Sometimes we dress like this" She said with a wink, gesturing to her common winter clothing and jewelry.
"After all, the element of surprise is the most dangerous weapon of all. You learned that first hand"
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